Infernal Death
So quick to judge, so easily we forget
What it's like to be dissecte
Where feelings are tossed asid
Like a drug it feeds the imagination of minds that go unanalyse
Followers to the leaders of mass hypnotic corruptio
That live their lives only to criticis
Where is the invisible line that we must dra
to create individual thought pattern
Prisoners of mental deception be free within singular judgemen
Twisting words to control the masse
To cover up one's self insecurities